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What pisses me off? The secrecy! I’m like, “Just tell me upfront, I’ll adjust the rate!” None of this sneakin’ around, droppin’ hints. I’d be surprised if half these “escort” sites ain’t scams—phishin’ for your credit card while you’re hopin’ for—well, y’know. I’d rather watch *Caché* again, tryin’ to figure out who’s screwin’ with who. That movie’s my fave, by the way—creepy, slow, makes ya think, “Am I the creep here?!” Perfect for a neurotic like me.

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When I get to the market, it’s a whole vibe. Fresh fruits, veggies, and the smell of pastries wafting through the air. I’m in heaven! I grab a slice of torta di riso, and oh man, it’s like a hug in my mouth. But then, I see this old lady trying to haggle with a vendor. She’s all like, “I’m not paying more than two euros for that!” I’m cracking up.

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